First pregnancy. Then a house. Today...a car! Paul's motorbike just wasn't going to cut for a family of 3, so we've forked out for a car. A BMW 320 diesel with sport pack. That's an estate car as they say here, a station wagon to you in the States. Not exactly my first choice, but the SUVs don't really work as well on the small roads over here (and aren't economical or environmentally friendly). And Paul was set on getting one, it's good for the stroller and for our eventual dog he keeps saying. So here it is:
It's graphite with cream leather interior. It's a 2006 model. And you know what all this means...I'm going to have to learn to drive it. It's a manual (stick shift) which I never learned, plus they drive on the wrong side of the road. The driving tests are notoriously hard over here too, so I'm nervous. Let's just hope Paul's a good teacher. I have to send off for a provisional license through the mail, which means also sending my passport away too. Hopefully it doesn't take too long, wouldn't want it getting held up before our Christmas flights!
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